Waaay over I guess!
cos the rooftops of the world have gone deaf
they're hiding under the glorious umbrella called war on terrorism
they haven't heard the babies' wails
they haven't seen the villages and towns disappear
they've seen, couldn't avoid those, the 1 million man march or shall I say flee
it made them uneasy like a thorn in one's foot
they hid them under tons of aids, of food rations,
they haven't seen the bridges, nor can we see them now, see they're gone
as nad said in her blog, as mik wrote in his comment to her
"C'est un ponte anti-ponts qui compte les points des ponts qui tombent." (nadche.blogspot.com)
Il oublie de compter les etres qui tombent
et le monde les oublie
et le reste du liban oublie-t-il ses différences, ses angles étroits, ses fanatismes?
1559 deaths for 1559? Is this what a good war is about, sound mathematical equations?
I wonder ... as I fight a raging disgust/nausea/revolt .... Ghandi did say that non-violence was the toughest track, the Lord did say the same ... I can see now what He must have meant ..... can you?
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